A taste of McLeod Ganj

Today and yesterday have been pretty dismal, involving hours of internet cafes, writing essays for grad school fellowships. Glad I had the time open! Turns out I had a bit of work to do. It also turns out that internet fritzing out for 20 minutes while I’m writing grad school essays in Google Docs makes me want to die a lot. To compensate, here’s a bit of silliness.

Special pricing for dead communist dictators

I’m not sure why this strikes me as funny

Y’know, just in a temple, y’know, just around. (the down staircase is a snake!)

it’s made of almonds, flour, sugar, and rare t-bone steak


I, Ten Seas Lad 2012 2011 2010